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[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye . 

perhaps emma should have known better. she wasn’t really an overtly affectionate person and she never had been. her parents were and she... tolerated the affection from them. henry was an exception, regina was becoming one... and neal, although she’d accepted his death and moved on from him... they’d hugged, he kissed her on the cheek now and then... it was never anything more. aside from... that one kiss he’d given her when they’d reunited, but... it meant nothing and he hadn’t tried again. he knew she’d moved on, though, he’d already known, he just hadn’t expected who she’d moved on with. and what the hell was it with all these people thinking she was with hook anyway? she hadn’t expected regina to be nearby as she’d given neal a hug goodbye and they’d went their separate ways. he was important to her and always would be, considering he was her first love, her biggest disappointment... and henry’s father, but there wasn’t anything more to it than that. emma had told regina he was here, the same time she’d told henry... but they hadn’t really talked about what that meant. it didn’t need to mean anything... and it didn’t. she’d chosen regina. however, given the history and the, albeit completely innocent, affection regina had witnessed, emma wasn’t exactly surprised that it came to this. emma... was not the only one in this relationship that dealt with insecurities, with a fear that who they loved and opened themselves up to would just leave one way or another. when regina took her chin between her fingers, emma’s eyes snapped to hers and held her gaze. “okay, okay...” she started, her own hand going to regina’s wrist. “i’m not lying to you... i care about neal. i always will. and i’m sorry if i made you feel otherwise, but... i still choose you. i still want you. and i still want this life, this family with you and with henry. the three of us. neal being here isn’t going to change that, i swear to you.” she twisted her chin out of the other woman’s grasp, but took a couple of steps closer, bringing her hands up to cup her face. “tell me what i can do to ease your mind. because i’m not going anywhere.”

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“I only wanted pleasant dreams for once.” (swanqueen) @bcssbitchs​

their meetings tended to be mainly about business. it was easier that way ever since that awkward first meeting that emma thought about more often than she’d care to admit. she thought about that first audience, that encounter outside of parliament with that woman who claimed to be her mother (even though the woman couldn’t have been much older than her), and the strange dreams she’d been having lately more often than not when she had time to let her mind wander. “i’m... sorry that your dreams haven’t been very pleasant for you lately,” she said hesitantly. the statement had taken her off guard because it wasn’t like the queen to be so... personal. at least not since she’d attempted to lay claim over henry. “if it... makes you feel any better? i’ve been having some very strange ones myself lately. normally, i wouldn’t think too much of it, because well... dreams are just dreams, after all. these feel different though, i can’t explain it. i keep seeing this town called... storybrooke. you’re actually the mayor, which is... weird.” she let out a chuckle, shaking her head as she closed her notebook. “anyway... you want to talk about what’s going on with yours?”

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❝ i would die for you. ❞ @bcssbitchs​

“oh,” emma was taken off guard by the declaration by who she perceived to be a complete stranger and didn’t know what to say in response at first. she knew her life would change if she would be elected, but she didn’t anticipate just how weird things could get. between the queen laying claim over her son, strange men approaching her about deals and now this... well. at least life as a newly elected prime minister wasn’t boring. “well, um... i guess i appreciate the sentiment? let’s hope it never comes to something like that though.” she let out a nervous chuckle, giving the other a small smile, trying to hide the confusion from her face. what the hell? “anyway, i should get going, but it was a pleasure to meet you, uh...” she trailed off, waiting for the other to introduce herself, holding her hand out to shake.

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“ i  will  tell  you  everything  i  know …  for  a  deal . ” @bcssbitchs​

ever since emma had become prime minister, her world had been completely turned upside down. it wasn’t as if it was the first time or even the second time, but... things were certainly weird. she almost, almost wished she hadn’t put forth her candidacy just so that things would still be normal again when it was just her and her kids, but... at the end of the day she enjoyed the job and it was worth it. “not interested,” she said immediately. she didn’t recognize him, of course, but she immediately didn’t get a good feeling seeing him. every instinct in her immediately told her to not trust him. easy. emma swan rarely trusted anyone. particularly creepy men that lurked outside of the house of parliament waiting for her to exit. “now if you’ll excuse me, i’m late picking up my kids. have a great day.”

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“ are  you  going  to  listen  to  me  this  time ? ” @bcssbitchs​

the new prime minister took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly to keep her voice as even and cordial as possible as she answered. “if what you have to say is to do with the running of the country, then of course, i’ll gladly listen to what you have to say, your majesty, but if it’s more crap about how my son is actually your son then i’m afraid we’ll have to cut this meeting short too,” emma had been on edge and nervous about her first meeting with the queen and for the second one, she had been on edge again, but this time it was for entirely different reasons. if anything, this meeting made her more on edge than the first. at least emma had been looking forward to the first one. “so what is it? is it an idea about how to get the city’s four point nine percent unemployment rate down even more or how my daughter is also somehow related to you?”

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if someone had told teenager emma swan that this was where she would be at thirty-four, in a car on her way to buckingham palace for an audience with the queen as the newly elected prime minister, she would have told them they’d lost their minds. it was something she was having trouble wrapping her head around even now. it was surreal and... she was beyond nervous. she knew poor henry and hope were tired of running through the rules of etiquette and protocol with her before they ran out the door for school. curtsy, don’t sit until she does, don’t touch the queen, don’t extend for a handshake first, address her only as your majesty or ma’am, and... a good many more. all of which were still running through her mind as the car pulled up and the door was opened for her. she’d seen parts of the palace before of course... she’d taken both of her kids a couple of years ago, but it just felt like a completely different place now as she was led down hallways for the meeting. she took a moment outside the door while she and the staff waited for the queen to buzz her in and took a breath, letting it out as she wrung her hands out. she didn’t know why she was so nervous. regina was of course... queen, but at the end of the day she was probably just another human being just like emma was. this would be fine, she reminded herself as she was buzzed in and the staff led her inside. she stopped, several feet away from the brunette before speaking. “your majesty,” she greeted, bowing her head as she dropped into a well practiced curtsy. “it’s an honour to meet you.”

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“puppy dog eyes. nice touch.”

“yeah well, they work when you and dad do it, figured i’d give it a shot and see if i happened to inherit that gift.” this was... not how emma had wanted this conversation to go. for one, she’d hoped to break the news herself, not for her parents to find out about it through someone else. especially cora. secondly... she’d hoped that she and her mother would have had this conversation after a bottle of wine. “seriously though... as i said, i’m sorry that you had to find out that way. i was going to tell you, i just... knew this was going to be weird for you since... well. i was just trying to find the right time.” she stared at snow, scrutinising her expression as she handed her a glass of wine, sitting down beside her. “are you mad at... well, either one of us? does dad know?”

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🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

emma hadn’t really seen her mom much since they’d reunited. part of that was because snow clearly thought she needed to hide out from regina and the other part of it was... emma was kind of avoiding her, at least until she and regina finished making the memory potion. even though she and regina were keeping their current relationship relatively quiet right now in order to avoid any altercations between anyone, it would have been... really easy for snow to still find out considering regina currently lived with emma. or the few people that did know the truth could let something slip. henry, hook, belle, neal... all of them could be trusted, but things could slip one way or another. it was one of many anxieties that ran through emma’s mind constantly, like right now when her mother managed to sneak up on her. “oh, hey, mom, is... everything okay?” she gave her arm a squeeze in return at the sudden hug. 

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